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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my nigga kel, third is the motherfuckin' house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup hahahaha

{tec-9}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the now ya takin' yo last breath

Chorus: ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played the lil' ya now ya takin' yo last breath

{yella boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my dash on my window is startin' to rumble
I look I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
Try'na take my off, but I was kind of lucky
nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my monte carlo away got an forty-five
>from my nigga, who live around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that
I'm gonna yo ass, how to keep the finger on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel when time to kill
Man I handle my business strickly on the

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' at yo ass
Now it's time to a third ward dash
But first hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo
You makin' me sick all that hoe shit you got on
My nerves, I had to get my strap and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
Motherfuckin' hang and spit on you nigga's
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name
I'm the capital y-a the three u.n.l.v.
You repped on me, now I got to ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my guaranteed you won't
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the kind
This is for you now I know I'm on yo mind

{yella
Money in the brand new eddie bauer
Off up into this day, I don't know why that shit was
You was supposed to be my from the old school
good guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to play ball, back up in the park when we was
He saw me hustlin' on the set, he told me to give him a
I hit him all eight o'clock we supposed to meet
he had dope, cliental in the fuckin' street
He said for three g's he hook me up swell
I told him it was on the bin and I know how I felt
We meet by the old dump, 'cause them hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I I dropped my glock
When I got there, he was to make the switch
Raise out my car, I some noise from the fuckin' ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth like a
I jetted off bustin', I'm a show 'em be back


Fool I grew here, not flew and y'all bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
up in that ass, one more when ya hit the door
How many you know, rappin' fire up in luger
I haven't seen a nigga like this cry
You best's to run ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like g, y'all can't stop a killer
A drug dealer, a bitch cap pillar
I'm uptown for bein' realer then a
Twenty dollar bill with to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause have to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, the sound that you dead
With a in yo motherfuckin' head
I'm comin' out the motherfuckin' 1-2-3 and yes
I'm poppin' these motherfuckers up and
Motherfuckers they can't handle me
Them nigga's bein' labeled as a ward "g"
Leave a nigga dead in a ditch, I you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo and have yo family
With them tear's in they how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

boy}
Slicky grease I'm back, my nigga's and they gat's 'cause
You tried to take my life, just to make yo fuckin' stack
Seven guy's me, yo first mind never leads you wrong
Face to motherfucker, now you know it's on
The first time, I out like a fuckin' soldier
A job on yo car, I'm back just like I told'cha
Yo buck, as you was talkin' on a pay phone
You tried to reach, to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he the glock
I'm not the one, we fuck up and outie see
we violatin' out of our territory
But when we come, we gonna come and get the job
Fuck all that and frontin' and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so bring it on 'cause next's on the
The rest of you worker's stand down with that shit

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